He'd finally settled it! There was no way out of here. As much as he wished that weren't true, it was also an odd bit of a comfort. The Library was vast and ornate, with dark and dank corridors twisting in to dark corners. And he was stuck. Out of everything, that was what he clung to. Stuck was familiar. Stuck he knew how to deal with. And at least this stuck included a roof over his head and a place to rest that head.

Finding the dorms was easy, he just followed the dust clouds. "*cough* Hey! I don't remember a smog warni*cough* warning for this place." He peered around the corner of the room, spotting purple hair and a young man. The hair was, of course, on the young man.

More odd things to get used to. "Say, fella, need a hand?"